The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here
Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, clear 'em out,
Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' and you ain't Universal Your whole style sounds like a commercial Ignoramus, I'm the baddest with the mic Challengin' the God of rap is madness, snatch your status With this ugly lookin' billboard, you stop them But I got enough to make my own top ten
You limited like the of traffic You bite my off the radio So you speak you bet I hear the static You better chill out like, Chuck, I kick like three, One of my sixteen bar is eight of your choruses Of course it is ridiculous, watch out, I begin to curve Gotcha, on hands and knees Ain't it about time for some real
The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova
Uh, we on a hunt When you see me comin', I don't front, I People say I'm cause I'm all about peace To say the least, a violent history It ain't no mystery, rappers wanna get with me My people see that, all they hear is stop hittin' me, huh Stop beatin' me, Chris, you want to my career, Nelly? Well, you can help if you exist, huh
I think 'bout time we stop these pop rappers Fuck these pop rappers, hip hop matter to me Does it to you? My crew If it does, you what the hell to do Throw your in the air, pump it like, yeah Let these bitch ass rappers know we in Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of they
Let me tell you, let's give hip hop a And don't buy Nelly's album on June twenty That'll a message back to all 'em sellouts House nigga rapper, bottom done fell out You even know how I told you I talkin' about you then But I'm about you now Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one right through Even St. don't like you